Chapter 261 Return to Beijing
Such an expression, such longing, such words, Alin had never heard the young master say. He was a little stunned, and suddenly his eyes were sore for a while.
Thinking of the countless days and nights when he was poisoned, the young man wanted to die and felt that life was hopeless.
Now Miss Song finally came to his side, saving both his body and his heart.
Early the next morning, the group continued on their journey.
As long as we don't stop to rest, I'm afraid we can reach Beijing by dusk.
Zheng Yufu was missing, and Song Ci didn't care. Such a person wasn't worth her worrying about. He was more worried about Qingtian, after all, he was the son of a vassal king.
For safety reasons, Pei Ji specifically requested that the two of them ride in the same carriage today.
Seeing the worry on her face, Pei Ji pondered for a moment and asked, "Could it be that you are worried that I will release Qingtian?"
Song Ci did not deny it. "That's right. He has a cruel heart and is the only son of a prince. You also took away his seal. I'm afraid he will bear a grudge and do something bad to you."
Pei Ji smiled, knowing that she was worried about him. No matter how many times he experienced this feeling, it was never enough.
Since his mother passed away, no one in the world has cared about him like this.
He was very happy and fortunate to have encountered Song Dynasty porcelain.
He clenched his hands under the wide cuffs. He really wanted to hold that soft and boneless little hand at this moment, but he remembered Song Ci's shyness and A Lin's words that this would be bad for Song Ci's reputation, so he could only endure it.
"The Emperor has long intended to reduce the power of the barbarians. He came here this time to avoid that. With the seal, it will be much easier for the Emperor to overthrow the barbarians in the future."
"You mean, the reduction of the number of clans is inevitable? The Qing family will decline sooner or later."
"Yes. So no need to worry."
Song Ci felt slightly relieved when she saw that his expression did not seem fake.
The carriage was shaking all the way. Song Ci didn't get enough rest last night and was already sleepy. She yawned and looked lazy like a kitten. Her eyelids were drooping. She tried hard not to fall asleep, but she couldn't resist her pajamas and almost fell down several times.
Pei Ji quickly reached out and put his arm around her shoulders, thus preventing her from falling.
Seeing that she seemed to be sleeping very uncomfortably, with her brows furrowed, he thought about it, or perhaps out of selfishness, he pulled her closer to him. The sleeping Song Ci fell into his arms.
Unlike the border, it is already autumn in Beijing, and the weather is cool, even a little cold.
Seeing that she was only wearing a thin skirt, he reached out and pulled the cloak over her, wrapping her completely.
The soft embrace and the comfortable and warm cloak, Song Ci just thought she was back on her soft and comfortable bed, found a comfortable position and fell into a deep sleep.
But she was extremely restless when she slept, twisting and turning several times. At first, Pei Ji sat up straight, and then she hunched over a little.
Then he bent his whole body like a shrimp, and had no choice but to hold Song Ci tightly in his arms to prevent her from moving.
Sweat oozed from his forehead, the tips of his ears were red as blood, and his usually cold and distant eyes were tinged with a rare hint of lust.
He cast his gaze helplessly at the girl sleeping soundly in his arms. What an annoying...witch.
As they neared the capital, Song Ci finally slept enough. Blinking awake, she realized she was in Pei Ji's arms. She was completely dazed, then immediately sat up.
"I was confused in my sleep." She explained with a blushing face, thinking that she was sleeping in Pei Ji's arms.
Seeing her like this, Pei Ji smiled and said without explaining, "Do you know how dishonest you are when you sleep?"
Thinking about Wanxiang's description of her sleeping posture, Song Ci felt guilty and didn't dare to look at Pei Ji. She swallowed her saliva and said in a hoarse voice, "I am a little dishonest when I sleep, but it's not my fault. I can't control it. I, I..."
She was anxious to explain, and she kept glancing at Pei Ji from time to time, but she was caught every time. She was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do.
She could already imagine the scene, herself falling asleep, drifting into Pei Ji's arms, using him as a pillow...
Her fingers were tightly grasping the hem of her skirt, and even her toes in her embroidered shoes had already dug into the ground, making her feel completely at a loss as to what to do.
"Puff."
Hearing the chuckle, Song Ci pouted in dissatisfaction, "What are you laughing at."
"I laughed at you because you were cute. I just said it casually, and you actually believed it."
Song Ci opened her mouth and said, "You're kidding me!"
Pei Ji thought for a moment, "I wasn't trying to scare you. I was afraid you'd fall, so I reached out to pull you up. Then you fell into my arms and used me as a pillow."
As he spoke, he saw her expression gradually turn into embarrassment, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I was still talking nonsense. In fact, I pulled you into my arms. You were swaying in your sleep, and I was worried that you would fall and hurt yourself."
Song Ci wanted to bite Pei Ji with her teeth. It was really abominable. He had been deceiving himself all the time!
In fact, she did so. She grabbed Pei Ji's arm tightly and was about to bite his exposed white skin. The tip of her cute fangs stopped just as it was about to touch the flesh.
"What's wrong? You don't have the energy after waking up? You can't bite it."
Song Ci shook her head, looking at his arm with some sadness, and gently rubbed it with her fingers. "You just recovered from a serious illness and haven't recovered yet. There's not even a pound of flesh on your body. If I bite you now, I'd be a fool."
After being ill, he lost a lot of weight. Although he has recovered a little recently, he has not fully recovered.
There was very little flesh on his arms, and they were so thin that even the blue-gray veins could be clearly seen.
It's really pitiful.
"Then wait until I'm better, then you can bite me again."
Listening to his rare childish words, Song Ci couldn't help but chuckle. She pulled down his sleeve and then looked out the window. They had arrived in Beijing.
Pei Ji went back to the palace to report first, while Song Ci went back to the Song family first. After being away for so long, she wanted to know what the Song family was like now.
In the third room.
When Qiao Xianglan saw her daughter come back, she took her over and looked her over carefully. Only after confirming that she was okay could she help but have tears in her eyes. The mother and daughter talked about their concern and expressed how much they missed each other during the period of time.
Seeing that his mother's mood had gradually calmed down, Song Ci asked about what had happened at home while he was away.
"Your brother doesn't have anything else to do. He just studies hard at home and visits Lin Huo occasionally. He's studying very hard right now and wants to pass his next exam on the first try."
"Where's Daddy? Daddy is fine."
Qiao Xianglan was speechless for a moment, "Your father is good, but not good either." Song Ci immediately understood that his father had thought it through and wanted to take his family away from here to live his own life.
But giving up the Song family and Old Lady Song is like cutting out a piece of rotten flesh. Since it is part of the body, it will naturally be painful to remove it.
"Mom, do you know the situation of the first house?" Song Ci finally asked what she wanted to know most.
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